I didn't know who the father was...

I didn't know his name

I don't even remember what he looked like.

But here I am stroking this small angels head while we lay in bed.

I thought God was done...I thought he answered my prayers...I thought everything was gonna be alright.

"Everythings gonna be alright" I whisper and let the tears fall.

" Even when we think things are all good...it all goes bad again. Maybe he isn't real...but I want you to grow up and believe that there is always gonna be someone out there for you. You, my angel, will always have a father." I said to the sleeping baby.

"Forever...forever and always" I wisper.

I turn and look out the oh so familiar window. Out into the starry night, into the moon light.

I let some tears slip down my cheeks...

"If theres a God out there. Please hear my prayer. Im lost and im scared and I have no where else to go. Ive come a long long way, and im not sure I can be the best mother. So if your listening, could you give a helping hand to your daughter..." I whisper and silently sob myself to sleep.

Right next to my small angel...